Message-ID: <043303Z22101994@anon.penet.fi>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: an100511@anon.penet.fi (Zoned)
X-Anonymously-To: alt.sex.stories
Organization: Anonymous contact service
Reply-To: an100511@anon.penet.fi
Date: Sat, 22 Oct 1994 04:31:30 UTC
Subject: Outdoor Excursion (mmm/m,humilation, blackmail)
Lines: 717
Outdoors
By Zoned
Note: This is my second attempt at writing an adult sexual story,
any comments or positive criticisms are welcome. This story is
just a story, a work of fiction. Any similarities to people,
events or places is purely coincidental.
Warning: This story contains adult sexual situations. If you are
under 18, do not read any further.
When I was 18 years old, I used to take walks into the woods to
clear my head and "meditate". This was a weekly occurrence and
was revitalizing to my teenage psyche at the time. I was
aggressive, a loner and somewhat of a bookworm with high grades
in my senior year of high school. I was about 5' 10" tall and
weighed in at about 180 pounds due to my large gut (the rest of
my body belonged to a skinny guy but my stomach made up for
this). Due to this "beer belly", even though I didn't drink
beer, I got a lot of kidding in school, and my aggressive
personality, I didn't anyone I could really call a good friend.
I lived with my older brother and my parents in a rural community
in Maryland. I found the local girls, even though friendly
towards me, unapproachable because of having been rejected by the
one girl I had nerve to ask out and fearing more rejection. For
that reason, I had never dated but had begun to think about girls
alot.
When I found Jason's, my older brother's, collection of Playboy
magazines hidden in his closet I decided to expand my knowledge
of women and make better use of my walks in the woods so I took
one of the magazines on my next walk. I walked about a half mile
into the woods to my favorite thinking spot, the top of a hill
overlooking a creek where there was a fallen tree that I could
sit on. After looking at the pictures in the magazine and
getting a hardon, I decided to jerk off. I had never done
anything like this in the open before but I figured that since I
was alone in the middle of the open woods, why not?. I unzipped
my pants and pulled out my now hard six inch uncut cock and
started to pull the foreskin back and forth over the head. I
thought about my cum getting on my pants and decided that, since
I was alone, I would just get naked and not have to worry about
messing up my clothes.
I took my shoes and socks off, putting my socks in my shoes and
set them beside the tree trunk. My shirt and pants, I folded and
set on the fallen tree and my BVDs were laid beside them. I
found that since I was naked, sitting on the tree trunk was
uncomfortable and with my anxiety of being naked in public, that
I just wanted to get this over with. I stood and started to go at
jerking off. As I jerked my cock, I looked at the centerfold in
the magazine and fantasized about what it would be like to be
with her right now. It didn't take long for my orgasm to come
and I decided to just go for it instead of my usual slowing down
at the critical time. At my cock started to shoot it's cum down
the hill, my teenage body started to spasm and I lost my footing
on the top of the hill.
Before I got more than 10 feet down the hill, I used my feet to
stop my slide by burying them in some gooey mud. This
effectively rescued me from sliding down the 40 foot hill but got
my feet, ankles and shins covered with the gooey mud. I quickly
appraised my situation and found that I was in pretty good shape,
the abrasions on my ass and back hadn't broken the skin but I had
all this mud on my lower legs. I looked down the hill and saw
the creek and figured that I would have to get down there to wash
off. I started the slow trek down the hill, which was very steep
in spots, and finally reached the bottom. As I washed the mud
off of my feet, ankles and legs, I also managed to get the leaves
and twigs off of my ass and back. I was probably down there for
about five minutes and then I looked back up the hill. The
fallen tree, being behind the hill's crest, was out of sight and
I thought that I should have brought my shoes so I could have
some footing climbing the hill, but the concept that 'hindsight
is great but normally useless' proved true again. So I started
my trek back up the hill.
Using my hands and feet to climb, it took another three minutes
to get to the top of the hill. Due to the mud on the hill under
my sitting spot, I came up a different way and was about 30 feet
from my clothes when I reached the top of the hill. After
collecting myself, as best as can be done naked in the woods, I
dusted myself off and head back to the fallen tree. As I
approached the tree, I saw the Playboy magazine lying on the
ground but didn't see my clothes on the tree. I rushed to the
tree and disparately looking around for my clothes, but found
nothing, even my shoes were gone. I couldn't figure out what was
going on and was starting to panic when I heard laughter behind
me. I turned and covered my limp cock and saw my brother Jason,
and two of his friends, Larry and Ronnie, standing about 20 feet
away.
"Looking for something Billy Boy", Jason said.
I quickly figured out what had happened to my clothes and
pleaded, "Come on guys, a jokes a joke, give me my clothes back",
trying to act as confident as possible in the situation I was in
with the older boys.
Jason had blonde hair, blue eyes, 6' 1" tall, about 170 pounds,
and was twenty years old. Unlike me, he partied and had lots of
girlfriends, and was considered a the 'leader' of a very popular
group of friends which included Larry, Ronnie and Barry. Larry
and Ronnie were both Jason's age with Barry being my age and
about my height. With their motorcycles and nice cars, the four
of them were considered the 'troublemakers' of the town, even
though I knew most of the rumors about them were not true.
Jason was broad shouldered and muscular while Larry was a little
shorter but built like Jason along with blond hair and blue eyes.
Ronnie was taller, about 6' 3", and skinnier than the other two
with brown hair and brown eyes.
"Well now little brother, this seems to be quite a predicament
you've got yourself into, now doesn't it? hahahahahaha", Jason
said as the other two guys were laughing at my embarrassing
situation.
It seems the confident attitude wasn't working and I figured it
wouldn't since Jason likes to control everything so, not seeing
much recourse, I started on a different tact.
"Come on guys, could I please have my clothes back, pretty
please".
"Now what were you doing down here naked with one of my Playboys
Billy, huh?", Jason said as all three of them continued to laugh.
I still had my cock covered with my hands but it was starting to
harden and I thought, 'Oh god, not now, stay down guy' as I
started to panic and moved behind a tree.
"Come on, Jason, I just borrowed it for a few minutes, I was
going to put it back", I stammered as my cock grew to full
hardness.
"But what were you doing with it little brother, nothing nasty I
hope, Hahahahahahaha" joked Jason as Larry started to hold his
stomach, he was laughing so hard.
"And mom isn't going to be amused when you come home dressed like
that carrying a Playboy magazine".
"Ok, you know what I was doing Jason, give me a break, and give
me my clothes back. Come on Jason, Please" were my pleading
words. Then I heard leaves rustling off to my right and I looked
in that direction. Barry was approaching carrying something in
his hands and came up to Jason saying, "Here it is". Barry was
my age and one of the few people I considered even close to a
friend. I looked in Jason's hand and saw a polaroid camera and
thought, 'talk fast Billy' and said,
"Come on guys, this is getting ridiculous, here. Just give my
goddamned clothes back and leave me alone". Since I had never
used profanity before, I thought that this get tough idea might
work, boy was I wrong. After my little comment, the laughing
stopped and all four guys stared at me for a moment. Then Jason
snickered a little and said,
"I think you forgot who was in charge here little brother. Come
out from behind that tree so we can get a decent picture".
"No, I'm not coming out. Please Jason, this has gone far enough.
Just give me my clothes back and let me go. Please" was my next
plea but Jason would have none of that.
"Barry, is you little sister Shawna home?" Jason asked to which
he got a reply of "Yea, in her bedroom". Jason laughed and said,
"Well, if Billy isn't out from behind that tree in three seconds,
then go get her, she would enjoy this".
Shawna was Barry's 16 year old sister and the only girl I had
ever asked out, and was turned down twice, the last time about a
month ago with a 'raincheck' response that gave me some hope. I
guess you could say I had a crush on her and the guys all knew
it. Jason started counting and after two, I saw no alternative
but to do as he wished and came out from behind the tree with my
hands covering my hard-on as best as possible.
All four guys laughed at me, naked with my hands covering my hard
cock, and Larry said, "Put your hands on top of your head,
Billy". I couldn't do what Larry wanted and mumbled, "Please".
Jason looked at Barry and said, "Well, go get Shawna" and I
fought back my tears as I moved my hands to the top of my head,
exposing my hard cock to the group. All four of the guys started
laughing with Barry saying, "Geez Billy, I didn't know you
thought of us that way". I realized that I had obviously lost
total control of the situation by this time and started to
resolve myself to doing whatever they wanted just to get out of
these woods with my clothes. Jason started moving around me
taking pictures with the Polaroid and laughing the whole time.
After shooting four pictures, Jason rejoined the guys and they
started whispering amongst themselves. As they turned back
towards me, Larry started to approach. As he got about three
feet in front of me he said laughingly, "Beg". After I replied
"What?", Jason told Barry to go get Shawna. I thought, 'This is
getting ridiculous' as I dropped to my knees and started to beg
to Larry,
"Please, Please, Please, give me my clothes back". Larry replied
with a smile,
"And what will you do to get you clothes back Billy?". I took a
second to think about this but ended up telling the truth,
"Anything". Larry snickered and unzipped his pants and pulled
his limp cock out of his drawers and said, "Anything?". I had
been fighting the tears of humiliation up to this point but no
more, I started crying wondering what the next stage of my
humiliation was going to be and mumbled, "Yes, anything".
Larry looked back at the guys, who seemed tense watching the
scene unfold in front of them and Jason nodded his head to Larry.
Larry looked back at me and said, "Suck it". I had never heard
of oral sex and didn't even think of a mouth as a cavity for a
cock and just kind of looked at Larry with a questioning look in
my eyes and he said, "Just put it in your mouth and suck it,
NOW". I thought to myself that this was the most disgusting
thing I could ever imagine but saw no other recourse, so I took
his limp cock and put it in my mouth and started sucking.
Since I had no idea what I was doing and was totally disgusted
with what was going on, Larry started to give me some
instructions. "Use your tongue on my cock head and move your
mouth up and down on my cock" were his first instructions. I
tried doing what he instructed, not knowing what else to do, and
the result was amazing. The cock started to rapidly increase in
size and filled my mouth. I tried to move up and down on Larry's
cock but it had gotten so long that as soon as I moved down, the
cockhead was pressed against the entrance to my throat. "Go
deeper Billy, breath through you nose and swallow while my
cocks's against your throat" were his next instructions and like
a child with a new toy, I did as instructed. As the cockhead
pressed against my throat, I found that swallowing gave me an
interesting feeling and I felt that 'interesting feeling'
traveling to another part of my body, namely my cock as it
hardened more than it already was. Larry grabbed the back of my
head and pulled me towards his crotch and his cock started to
penetrate my throat. I quickly found that swallowing helped to
defeat the gagging I felt coming on so I just tried to
concentrate on swallowing and breathing through my nose.
He released my head and then pulled it back again and again in a
stroking manner as he said to the other guys, "He's throating me
guys, only had one girl ever throated me before" as I started
doing what he was making me do on my own. I was going down as
far as I felt I could on his hard cock and pulling back,
breathing through my nose and tonguing the cock head on the
backstrokes and holding my breath and swallowing on the forward
strokes. As I became more and more used to this, I started
taking him deeper and deeper until I felt my nose bury into
Larry's pubic hair on my forward strokes, essentially taking his
entire cock into my mouth and throat. This went on for what felt
like forever and my throat started to hurt, but at the same time,
my one cock was starting to expand to the edge of ecstasy. As I
started on a down stroke, Larry's hand reappeared on the back of
my head and he pulled my head all the way onto his cock, made
short pushes with his hips, and finally held his cock buried in
my throat and started coming inside my throat. My first mental
reaction was 'NOOOOOOOOO' but this was quickly superseded by my
own cock duplicating Larry's action and spurting cum on his
leather boots and the ground around it. As he was finishing his
orgasm and released my head, I pulled all the way off of his cock
just to get a shot of cum up my nose and near my right eye.
After using my hand to wipe my eye, I opened my eyes to see
Larry's saliva laden cock still dripping cum to the ground in
front of me and he said, "Lick it clean Boy". I again did as
instructed and the he said, "Lick my boots off too". I have no
idea what came over me but after looking up at Larry, I bent to
the ground and licked my cum off of his boot. Larry laughed and
said, "Let's not leave and evidence boy, lick up all the cum you
can find on the ground". I hesitated and Larry grabbed a picture
from Jason, who was now standing beside us and showed it to me.
The picture was of me, with Larry's cock half way in my mouth and
me with an obvious hard on myself, although only Larry's clothed
stomach, crotch and legs were in view. Larry laughed and said
lick it all up. As he stepped back, I surveyed my next task.
There was quite a bit of cum in a patch of leaves and since this
was June, I'm quite sure the leaves had been there for some time,
some cum on a 'patch' of some rather small rocks and some lying
on the hard, claylike ground. I sighed and looked at Larry and
Jason. Larry was snickering motioning to our combined cum on the
ground and Jason just looked at me with raised eyebrows. I
looked over at Ronnie and Barry. Ronnie was smiling and shaking
his head like he couldn't believe what was happening and Barry
was just looking at me with a blank expression on his face.
I looked back at the task at hand and decided to start with the
leaves, which had by far the most cum on them, probably my own,
and stuck my tongue out to lick a large drop off of a rather
large leaf. Larry said, "Billy, I think you should eat the
leaves that have some on them or else you might miss some" as he
laughed, "What do you think Jas?". "I agree, hahahahahahaha" was
Jason's reply and I looked back at my task at hand. As I reached
out to pick up the big leaf, Larry barked, "NO HANDS".
Well, with the pictures and the threat of Shawna, I guess I had
no choice but to get this over with and get home. So I took the
big leaf with most of my come on it in my teeth and carefully
brought in into my mouth. As the leaf entered my mouth, Larry
laughed and said "Chew it good" and I started chewing. This act
was even more disgusting to me than the oral sex act I just
performed but I kept on with the program. After chewing the
fibrous leaf for a few seconds and tasting the cum, which had a
kind of salty taste to it and finally started to swallow the
leaf. It went down a little better than I had originally
thought. The humility of this was disgusting to me but my cock
started to respond again, getting harder than I could remember it
ever getting. I looked at the rest of the cum on the leaves and
it was in a patch of about four blackened, partially rotted
leaves and thought about how I was going to do this. I finally
used my tongue to 'gather' a section of the rotting leaves
together, the section with cum on it and the surrounding area,
and managed to scoop it into my mouth. As I chewed, I couldn't
figure out why my cock was staying so hard and wished it would go
down. After chewing and swallowing the rotting leaves, including
something that seemed to be moving in my mouth like a worm or
insect, I looked at the rest of the cum on the forest flow.
The small rocks were the next area I started to 'attack' and I
stuck out my tongue to lick the cum off of the dirty pebbles.
Larry spoke up, "Put the stones in your mouth to clean them and
then you can spit them back out, and remember, no hands". I
moved my eyes to Larry, he was grinning wide, and then back to
the little stones. I started to try and scoop the stones up in my
mouth using my tongue as a scoop. This not only brought the
stones in my mouth but also the dirt underneath of them. I
started moving the stones around in my mouth and then 'spit' them
back out onto the ground.
The last area was the hardened claylike ground and I knew what
was expected of me. I dragged the top of my tongue across the
ground, essentially cleaning the ground with my tongue. After
finishing this procedure, I looked back to Larry with tears of
humiliation coming from my eyes. Larry simply said, "Ok, I'm
finished. Next" and walked back over to Barry and Ronnie. I was
still on my knees as Ronnie and Barry looked to Jason, who was
standing to my right with the camera and a developing picture in
his hands. Jason said, "That ones going to be hard to top,
Ronnie give it your best shot". 'Hard to top' made my heart
flutter in the realization that these guys were trying to one up
each other in humiliating me, a typical game for these very
competitive guys but something that made my mind almost panic and
cock start to twitch. As Ronnie stepped forward, I directed my
attention to him and what his 'better' method of humiliating me
was.
"I always wanted a dog but dad would never let me have one, so I
think that a dog named Billy would be nice to have" were Ronnie's
first statements. "Lets see how well trained my pet dog is",
Ronnie continued as I looked at him with a questioning look in my
eyes. "Well get down on all fours and pant like a dog, Bitch"
was his first order and I tried to comply but didn't know exactly
what he meant by 'pant'. I got on all fours and started to pant
and looked up at him. He continued, "Come on Bitch, dogs pant
with there tongues hanging out" and I did as directed, stuck my
tongue out and made a panting sound, breathing in and out rapidly
like a dog. "Speak" was Ronnie's next direction and I started to
get the hang of this and barked, "Arf Arf Arf". "Roll Over"
caused me to roll over in the leaves and dirt of the forest
floor. "Play Dead" caused me to lay on my side and become
motionless and "Beg" had me up on my knees with my forearms and
hands close to my chest, still panting with my tongues sticking
out. Ronnie started to walk along the top of the hill and his
call of "Heel" made me walk directly beside him over to a small
mud puddle. "Drink" was a command that I hadn't expected but
knew what was expected of me as I bend over and started lapping
up the dirty water in the mud puddle. After about 30 seconds of
this, "Heel" made me follow Ronnie back to the original location.
"Take my cock out Bitch" was his next command and I thought, 'not
again' as I advanced to his Ronnie still on my hands and knees.
I got to his crotch and started to reach up with my right hand to
undo his belt buckle before he said, "I don't remember dogs
having hands" and I lowered my hand/paw back to the ground. I
quickly realized that the only way to follow his previous command
to 'take out his cock' was using my mouth, so I used my teeth to
unbuckle and unbutton this pants. I then had to use my tongue to
move the zipper cover aside so I could get the zipper between my
teeth. This proved to be a difficult task and took several tries
before I managed to get the zipper between my front teeth and
started to pull it down. After getting the zipper down, I
grasped the waist line of this pants with my teeth again and
pulled his pants down to his ankles, going from on side to the
other to keep the pants on a downward trend. I realized that my
own cock was starting to twitch again as I headed for the white
underwear. As I pulled the underwear down with my teeth,
Ronnie's long skinny cock popped out and hit me in the forehead
and my own cock exploded, spurting cum on the ground underneath
of me. I had never cum three times inside of one hour like I was
doing now, particularly without any stimulation the last two
times and was starting to think that I was a faggot.
"Clean that shit up Bitch" was Ronnie's next command and I backed
up and started lapping and chewing the leaves that my come had
fallen on. My only saving grace was the markedly less quantity
since the last time I had to 'clean up' and I handled this task
with no hesitation. I ate the leaves that contained my cum and
the licked up the area where there were no leaves and got back on
my hands and knees, panting with my mouth out and looked up at
Ronnie again. "Ok Bitch, start licking my cock and balls and
asshole until I come. Catch all the come in your dog mouth.
Remember that dogs don't have lips so just use you tongue."
Ronnie commanded and I started doing as instructed, not really
mentally doing anything, just physically doing as asked. As I
licked his cockhead, I felt his skinny cock start to lengthen and
I started licking down the cock shaft. I tongued his balls and
he started to spread his knees apart, unable to spread his legs
since his pants and underwear were now around his ankles. I
continued between his legs, licking as I went along and finally
got to his asshole area. Ronnie reached back and spread his ass
cheeks apart as I looked at what was next expected of me. By
this point in time, I had resolved myself to do anything to get
out of this situation, but this was getting ridiculous but I
continued with my tongue towards Ronnie's asshole, essentially
burying my head between his legs.
My only relief was that Ronnie kept himself clean back there but
that relief was put aside when he said, "Stick you bitch tongue
in as far as it will go". I started pressing my tongue against
the asshole but there was a marked amount of resistance there. I
managed to penetrate to the point of tasting the 'shitty' aroma
and started licking back up to his balls. I decided to get this
over with a quickly as possible and I knew that the cock head had
all the nerve endings so I licked my way back up his cock and
started to tickle the underside of his cockhead with the tip of
my tongue and circling the cockhead with my tongues rough top
surface. I knew I couldn't keep this up much longer since my
tongue was tiring rapidly so I started a rapid tickle with the
tip of my tongue on Ronnie's cockhead. My mouth was wide open in
front of his cock and my tongue was fully extended when his cock
started to ripple and the jism started to burst out. I tried my
hardest to capture all his cum in my mouth and on my tongue and
was very proud of myself when I had accomplished that.
Jason commented, "Not bad little brother", and spoke to Barry,
"Can you top that Barry?". Barry immediately unbuckled his belt,
unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans and dropped them to the ground
around his ankles. I was in a daze by this time and wondered
what my 'friend' would want me to do for him. "Come here Billy
and suck me hard" was his next command and I crawled over on my
hand and knees, not really having the desire nor energy to stand
at the time, and started to suck my 'friends' cock. I got it
hard in a short period of time and Barry told me to wet it real
good with my saliva. I didn't want to tell him that with all the
'action' my tongue had been going through in the last 10 to 15
minutes, I didn't have much saliva but I did what I could. As I
looked up at Barry's face with his cock in my mouth, I saw him
look questionably to the other guys and then tell me to lay down
on my back. I laid down on the leaves and tried to ignore the
pricks and scratches on my back. Barry grabbed my ankles and
pulled them up towards my face and told me to grab them and hold
them against my shoulders. This feat necessitated me to bend my
back and raise my ass off of the forest floor, applying even more
pressure against my shoulder blades which were starting to hurt
from the irritation of the forest floor.
Barry approached me and looked off to the three older boys with
what seemed like a pleading look in his eyes. As Barry got on
his knees in front of my ass and spread my ass cheeks, it still
didn't occur to me what he had planned to 'top' the Larry and
Ronnie shows. As his cockhead was placed against my virgin
asshole, the thought of how disgusting this was started to
repulse me but with all the 'disgusting' things I had done with
Larry and Ronnie, I thought that this was just one more
humiliating act to go through to get this over with. What really
surprised me was that my own cock was starting to get hard again
too, and I didn't know why because submitting to other guys was
nothing that I considered stimulating.
As Barry started to slowly but steadily push his cock into my
tight asshole, the pain hit my nerve endings and I started
screaming "NOOOOOOOOOOOO" at the top of my lungs. Barry started
to fuck my ass and I started begging, the pain was immense but my
cock started to get harder than ever before. Barry picked up the
rhythm and really got into it as I shook my head back and forth,
keeping my ankles up at my shoulders and totally submitting to
the one of the few guys that I considered a friend. After what
seemed like hours but was actually only about five minutes, Barry
started to lengthen his strokes, bringing his cockhead to the
edge of my asshole and then violently plunging it back into my
ass. My sphincter muscle had started to get accustomed to the
fucking it was getting and it could feel Barry cock starting to
spasm. As Barry shot his load into my bowels, I too came with
the cum squirting up and hitting me square in the nose and up my
nostrils. I reacted with a coughing fit that made me release my
ankles but Barry caught my ankles as they started their path back
down. He lifted and spread my legs with my ankles and continued
to long stroke my now very sore asshole until he had finished his
orgasm.
After Barry released my legs and pulled his cock from my ass, I
rolled on my side and continued my coughing fit finally vomiting
onto the forest floor. After wiping my face with my right hand,
I looked up at Barry who was standing over top of me with a shit
covered cock. "Clean me off Billy, with your mouth" was his next
command and I pleaded with him with my eyes. His steadfast look
told me that he wouldn't relent so I moved back to my knees and
started to clean my own shit off of his cock. There were little
tiny chunks of it combined with a fine brown sheen over his
entire cock. I managed to fight my very strong gag reflex as I
cleaned his cock to my best ability.
After finishing this task, I turned back to the three guys who
were standing about five feet away holding a still developing
polaroid picture. After laughing at the developed picture, they
handed all the pictures and the camera to Barry with Jason
saying, "You win Barry, nice job". Larry reached behind a large
tree stump behind him and pulled out my clothes saying, "There
you go Billy, no hard feelings" as the three older boys all
started walking up the path. I quickly turned to Barry to plead
for the pictures back but only saw him joining the other three
guys in walking back home. I looked down at myself and decided
that another walk down the hill to the creek was in order for a
quick cleanup but grabbed my clothes and shoes before going down.
After cleaning up and getting dressed I made my way back home and
fell into a deep sleep that lasted all afternoon.
The following day, I saw Shawna in the local general store and
she came up to me saying, "Hey Billy, how about taking me up on
that rain check". I looked at her with a puzzled expression
wondering why she would want to go out with me but replied,
"How about tonight, we can to the drive in."
"If you can get you parents van, it's a deal"
"Eight o'clock, Ok?" was my response which got a nod and a
smile. As I left the store, Larry and Ronnie were climbing out
of their car and Larry said, "Hey Billy Boy, party tomorrow night
down at the beach, see you there alright?". "Sure guys" was my
reply and I walked over to my car with a questioning look on my
face wondering why I was invited to one of their parties, a
priviledge extended only to a very select group of people.
Thinking that maybe this was a setup and questioning whether to
go or not was quickly forgotten as a smiling Shawna drove by
yelling "Seeya at eight" out of her car.
After getting home and getting permission to use the van, easy
since I had never 'dated' before and everyone approved of Shawna,
I did some chores around the house. Around six thirty, I started
getting ready for the date, my first ever, and the butterflies in
my stomach started to get to me. I had thought my experience of
the previous day had stopped bothering me but somewhere in my
subconscious, I had found the activities to be very stimulating.
I had never thought of myself as a submissive personality,
actually more of a dominant one in my dealings with life and
people. I realized that the time was passing rapidly so I
grabbed a shower, pleased that my asshole seemed to reform to
it's original shape, and got dressed. I found myself at the end
of Shawna's driveway twenty-five minutes early so I wondered
whether to go to the door or drive around for a while. As I made
a decision to just drive around and kill time, I saw Barry come
out of the front door and jog down to the van, open the passenger
door, get in and tell me to start driving. He asked me to pull
off into an empty office complex parking lot nearby and I stopped
and turned to look at Barry saying "Now what?".
I noticed that Barry had two small envelopes in his right hand as
he started to speak,
"Bill, I'm really really sorry about what happened yesterday and
especially sorry about what I did to you. That game of 'Top
That' is something that we play every once in a while when the
situation presents itself and I guess I got carried away with
trying to impress Jason and the guys and forgot about our
friendship. Since I won the game, I guess I held your future in
my hands. I talked to the other guys in the group and I said
that I wanted you to become a member of the group. Jason didn't
have any objections so I guess if you want to become a member of
you group, you can come to the party tomorrow night and they will
accept you. The pictures we took of you are in this envelope",
as he handed me one of the two envelopes, "and you can do what
you want with them."
I didn't know what to say and kind of just looked from the
envelope to Barry and back to the envelope again several times.
Barry hesitated and fingered the other envelope he had in his
hand and said, "I caught Shawna doing something last year and got
a couple of very incriminating pictures before she noticed me. I
care very much for my little sister and have used these pictures
in this envelope to keep her from running with the wrong crowd or
dating anyone that I didn't approve of. After I got back home
yesterday, I talked to her and we talked about you. Shawna likes
you Bill, that even surprised me a little bit, no offense
intended, hahaha, and I asked her if you had ever asked her out.
She said you had but she has been afraid to date anyone because
of my control over her. I guess I realize that maybe my control
is too much. This envelope has the pictures of her doing what
she did in it." Barry fingered the envelope reflectively and
seemed lost in thoughts. "Your one of the most decent guys I
know Bill, and I guess I'm looking for a way to pay you back for
what I did to you yesterday. I told Shawna to accept you date
offer and to treat you right, but now I even feel guilty for
telling her to do that. Controlling a 17 year old is alot
different than controlling a 15 year old sister so ... I guess
what I'm trying to say is I'm giving these pictures to you. In
short I'm giving Shawna to you. This is the only way I can think
of to repay you for what I did to you yesterday. This is the
only copy of the pictures and Shawna doesn't know that I'm giving
them to you. I'll leave it to you to tell her." After speaking,
Barry handed me the second envelope, which was sealed, and hung
his head.
After about two minutes of considering what Barry had said and
just done, I started talking from my heart, "If your looking for
forgiveness, than I'm willing to give you that. As to taking
Shawna, I'll have to talk to her about that but that's between me
and her. As for remaining good friends, I doubt that I can
manage that. What you did to me isn't nearly as bad as what you
have done to Shawna and that will make it hard for me to trust
and respect you in the future. I appreciate your 'getting' me
into the group but it's not for me.". I started the van and
headed back to Barry and Shawna's house in silence. As I pulled
into their driveway, Barry opened the door to get out but looked
back at me with tears in his eyes. "I'll see you around Barry"
was my closing comment as he closed the van door and walked
around the back of the house.
I put the envelopes in the drivers side door pocket and headed to
pick up my date. Before I even got to the front door, Shawna
emerged dressed in a mid-thigh loose fitting skirt and button up
blouse. She looked as pretty as ever and my "Hi, you ready" was
greeted with a big smile and a "Let's go". I opened the
passenger door to let her in and climbed in the drivers seat and
off we went. Thinking about what Barry had said, my curiosity of
what was in that envelope was almost more than I could stand. We
got to the drive-in and parked and I took care of the typical
popcorn and soda ritual. As the movie played, I looked more at
Shawna than I did at the screen and Shawna seemed to giggle
every time she noticed me looking at her.
"Want to move to the sofa in the back" was my first request of
her for the night. "Sure" was her reply as we made our way to
the back of the van. This made watching the movie difficult but
not impossible and I really wanted to talk to her anyway.
"Shawna, why did you finally go out with me?"
"Because I like you"
"Because Barry told you too?"
After an uncomfortable pause, "What do you know about Barry and
me?"
"That he has some pictures that you want to keep private, maybe?"
Shawna's mouth dropped wide open and her hands covered her face
as she exclaimed, "OH MY GOD, He told you about that. Billy,
that was along time ago and I was feeling really lonely and horny
and and and ...."
"Before you go any further Shawna, I don't know what the pictures
are of, just that there are pictures and you need to keep them
private, right?"
"God yes, Billy, I don't want anyone even to know about the
existence of any pictures. I'll kill Barry when I get home for
telling you about them. Goddamn him."
"Whoaaaaaa girl, let's not get carried away here. Barry gave me
the pictures"
Shawna just looked at me with a quizzical look on her face, "What
do you mean he gave you the pictures, if you don't know what they
are of?"
"They are still in a sealed envelope that I have never opened.
Should I open it?"
"No please, just give them to me, Please Billy. I'll do anything
for them. Please"
I considered the word anything and looked down Shawna nubile body
and back up again to meet her in the eyes.
"What do you mean by anything?"
"I mean 'anything'. Those pictures could ruin my life forever,
maybe make it not worth living anymore it they got out. Please
Billy, give me the pictures and I'll do anything you want for as
long as you want. Please Billy"
"Now you really have my curiosity peaked, What could possibly be
in those pictures that is that important. That would destroy your
life, I don't understand."
Shawna dropped to her knees in front of me and put her hands on
my knees, looking at me through tearing eyes and said, "I did a
totally disgusting and foul thing years ago and Barry has
pictures. I can't let those pictures get out to anyone and I'm
willing to do whatever you ask of me to keep them private. If
you want to look at them, I can't stop you but I really do like
you and I'll be your partner, slave, bitch, whatever you want for
as long as you want if you would just give me those pictures or
at least not let anyone else see them."
This situation was just like Barry said it was and I thought for
a moment of taking advantage of this young nubile beautiful
female groveling at my feet but my nice guy personality seemed to
take hold. I got up and went to the front of the van and pulled
the envelope containing Shawna's pictures out of the side pocket
of the drivers door. I went back towards the back of the van,
and handed the envelope to Shawna and said, "Here's the pictures,
unopened, I don't want to use them against you. Do with them
what you want." Shawna laughed as she took the envelope from me
and said, "Well Billy, you passed that test with flying colors.
I think we will have a long and prosperous relationship, and
after you finish law school, I'm sure that I will make a good
show wife for you as a lawyer."
"What are you talking about Shawna, marriage? I don't
understand.", was my reply with a questioning look on my face.
"Barry said he had some compromising pictures of you that would
ruin you in your intended profession. We made a deal that if you
would turn me down as a slave, than I could have the pictures of
you to 'control' you for the rest of your life. The pictures of
me were just that, pictures of me. The tape recorder in my purse
has been recording our whole conversation so I prove to Barry
that I did my part. Your too nice of a guy Billy and what you
need is a strong woman behind you. The other envelope is full of
old polaroids Billy, I am getting the originals from Barry and
you will do what I say from now on." Shawna said and I just sat
there in shock, thinking of how I had been set up. The envelope
with Shawna's supposed compromising pictures in it was sitting in
front of me and I quickly grabbed it and tore the package opened.
Inside were eight pictures of Shawna, dressed quite normally and
in normal situations. As Shawna laughed, I smiled. Spending the
rest of my life with Shawna wasn't a bad compromise at all in my
book, or so I thought.
THE END
There may be a part two, then maybe not.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------
To find out more about the anon service, send mail to help@anon.penet.fi.
Due to the double-blind, any mail replies to this message will be anonymized,
and an anonymous id will be allocated automatically. You have been warned.
Please report any problems, inappropriate use etc. to admin@anon.penet.fi.